See what happened is..I got this beautiful journal amazing shade of green/blue, stunning embossing. A hand crafted blown glass pen and the most scrumptious shade of blue to play with.
I compose word salads with my loverly toys; which is what brings us to bookish. Bookish is the collected murmurings and meanderings of my subtle self in the early-wee-any hours.
It turns out that deciphering the random collections of verbs nouns and their peeps is harder than ..than.. jumping across a very large body of water in one single plufflooo. So I photographed the originals and have transcribed the wiredish squiggles into something others can peruse.